Shut his eyes at 23, god only knows
Doctors say
Well, it was Friday night last week we got pulled
You started off
Break out the ammunition
If not enough
You point at
Cut the engine when I'm all revved up
Pull the rug
Your gravity is strong, it’s now or never
These painted lines
Lookin down from the skybox
watching the whole block
throw em
I'm in the wrong fucking place, at the wrong fucking
I'm addicted to the city lights, I guess you're right
The world is blocked out in the bedroom
The radio won't
This scene seems so god damn familiar to me
I'm
Dope Speed Pills Drugs
Hey, Hey, Hey
Hey, Hey, Hey
Back then there
Who fed our fire at such a young age
Good
You can call it anything you want the fact remains
Stand up, you don’t need anyone.
Stay up, you don’t need
Sparks fly, i hit the ground running
Thumb in the air
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